Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 83

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When Raven left this world, I thought about all the things I couldn’t do for him, and how much I regretted beating my chest.

If I had known this would happen, if I had known that he would suddenly leave me like this, I would have treated him a little better. I would have cared a little more. I would have told him I loved him one more time.

“I will protect you now.”

If I didn’t know the future, what would I know? If I knew that my younger brother would die, what kind of older sister would just sit back and do nothing?

“What are you talking about? Protecting him.”

At that moment, Raven refuted my words.

“I’m all grown up now. I’m not a child that needs to be protected by my older sister.”

“That’s not what I meant.......”

“Then tell me.”

“Huh?”

“What the hell happened? What’s going on? Is there something I need to know?”

I was troubled by those words. I didn’t know where to start and where to end.

This was a secret I couldn’t tell anyone. It was a secret that no one would believe even if I told it.

Even Noah and Father Cesario didn’t believe it, so would Raven be any different?

After hesitating for a while, I finally opened my mouth.

As my story got longer, Raven seemed surprised, sad, and confused.

And to cut to the chase, Raven seemed to believe some of what I said and not believe others.

He understood that I had developed strange abilities and that my body had become weak.

However, Raven still didn’t believe that I came from the year 903.

“You thought I would die in a year, so you asked me to leave the school?”

Raven looked at me with a bewildered expression.

‘T-T-I didn’t expect this kind of reaction.’

I guess I should change my method.

Talking about the future doesn’t seem to be a very effective way to persuade him.

I changed my reason.

“School is dangerous. You know, if you stay here, something could happen.”

Raven closed her mouth with a look of agreement at my answer. This was also true, so she had nothing to say.

“I agree with that. If you have the ability to see ghosts, this place is even more dangerous.”

Then Raven suddenly got up with an angry look on her face.

“No, the chairman didn’t see it that way, but you’re dragging your sister into such a dangerous thing?!”

“I agreed to that. Raven, you wouldn’t meet me, so I was going to protect you.......”

Then Raven closed her mouth with a look of regret.

Before I knew it, a glass of orange juice was placed on the table, looking delicious.

As I was quietly drinking the juice, Raven opened her mouth.

“I’m sorry, sister. I didn’t even know that.......”

Raven apologized again.

I hastily put down my glass cup and shook my head.

“No, I’m sorry. Rather, I.......”

My sister.

There were so many things I couldn’t do for you.

That’s why I’m sorry.

I’ve always been sorry to you.

I couldn’t bring myself to say those words. I felt like tears would burst out the moment I said them.

We stayed silent, looking down at each other’s orange juice.

The years we spent without seeing each other’s faces, and the things we each couldn’t experience together during those years, made the silence even longer.

After a while, we were the only ones left in the lounge.

“Students, aren’t you going? We have to close now?”

The store owner approached us and asked.

In the end, we hurriedly cleaned up and got up.

On the way back to the dorm, Raven said.

“No matter how much I think about it, it’s strange. You’re saying that my sister sees ghosts.”

There was no way he knew that ghosts were gathered around Raven with curious faces.

“I still can’t believe there’s another world. I can’t believe that my sister has the ability to exorcise evil spirits.”

“The students at this school don’t even believe that I see ghosts, so that’s understandable.”

At that moment, Raven, who had been quietly watching me, asked a meaningful question.

“......Sister. Did you come back with memories from before you were seven?”

“No.”

I’ve never had memories from before you were seven. Not even once.

Crack. Whenever Raven thought of something, he would put his /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ fingernails in his mouth and bite them.

I took my hand out of his mouth and asked.

“Do you remember?”

Raven shook her head.

Well, Raven and I are only a year apart, so if it was before you were seven, it would be memories from before you were six.

There was no way she had any proper memories.

“Sister, are you stupid? You should have said something like this in your letter first.”

“Did you really believe it? You only thought it was dangerous after experiencing ghost stories twice.”

Raven shut his mouth again, as if the conversation didn’t seem to have any chance.

“Could my memories from before I was seven have something to do with me seeing ghosts?”

“That could be true. Sister was naturally prone to seeing ghosts, but that ability may have temporarily disappeared after losing her memories.”

It was a pretty plausible assumption. However, everything was just speculation.

“Sister, have you heard anything from your mother?”

“No. What about you?”

“I.......”

Raven, who was walking around the schoolyard, stopped and looked back at me, thinking. Her wheat-colored hair swayed gently.

A round face different from mine, a stiff-looking chin, and straight-looking eyes.

No matter how much I think about it, it’s ridiculous that a child with this kind of face would be nicknamed “Toraiven.”

“Ah. I did say something like that. He told me to protect my sister.”

“It doesn’t seem like a particularly special request? Isn’t that something you would ask siblings?”

“That’s because the next part you added is a little strange. He told me to hide and protect my sister if a stranger comes to see her.”

Hide and protect my sister if a stranger comes to see her?

What is the standard for a stranger? The only stranger who has come to see me so far has been the student council president of 903.

“My sister shouldn’t go out into the world. It’s too dangerous for her.”

I thought that was something a mother with a daughter would say.

“Oh. And one more thing. He told me to be careful of the king.”

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